[Voice / Action]

[dissonates]

Natalia's gone.

[It's early morning; between Natalia's sudden disappearance and Guy's little event-related affair this past week, Asch is officially in a shit mood right now, and has entered that oh-so pleasant "leave me the hell alone" mentality that he's so fond of. Thus, he's left the house and wandered off to walk along the river along the western side of the village, heading for nowhere in particular - his only goal is to get out.

If you're willing to handle his bitchery, feel free to strike up a conversation or meet him en route. He's armed but for once not dangerous, just moody. |D]

Comments

[count-gardios.livejournal.com]

What could've?

[dissonates]

[He gestures somewhat helplessly; it looks odd, coming from him. He's actually pretty shaken by all this, and now that it's over he's just trying not to unravel.] The one who... changed. Chose someone else.

[count-gardios.livejournal.com]

[Guy sends Asch a wry smile.] Would you rather it had been you?

[dissonates]

Maybe. You'd be more understanding about it than I am.

[He's quiet again, unable to look at Guy.]

...But I can forgive you. Since it was you, and not me.

[count-gardios.livejournal.com]

You think I'd be more understanding about it? Why?

[dissonates]

[That has Asch surprised.] ...Why wouldn't you be?

[count-gardios.livejournal.com]

Because I'm human?

[dissonates]

Guy, in all the time I've known you, you've always been more understanding than me.

[count-gardios.livejournal.com]

In all the time we've been together, how many times have I been understanding about you having feelings for someone else? [Do you remember that rooftop conversation about Natalia, Asch? Guy does.]

[dissonates]

[...... oh.

....Oh.]

[count-gardios.livejournal.com]

Yeah. So. Don't be so hard on yourself. You're being a hell of a lot more understanding than some people, anyway.

[dissonates]

[...Mmph.] Don't misunderstand. I was still angry until just now.

[count-gardios.livejournal.com]

Duly noted.

[dissonates]

...So what are we supposed to do now? Just go back like nothing ever happened? Forget it all?

[count-gardios.livejournal.com]

You have to punish me first before we do anything.

And before we do that, we have tea. [Guy stands as the kettle starts to steam.]

[dissonates]

[Asch leans back, crossing his arms almost thoughtfully.]

Is it even possible to punish you? You brush everything off.

[count-gardios.livejournal.com]

Oh, very possible. You can send me away until you think I deserve to come back. You could say something very hurtful but true, so I can't argue it.

[dissonates]

I think I'll pass. I'm not creative at all.

[count-gardios.livejournal.com]

You sure? I can help you with it.

[dissonates]

I'm not a fan of your suggestions so far.

[count-gardios.livejournal.com]

Really? Anything in particular you think I should lean toward when considering methods of punishment?

[dissonates]

Something harmless and vaguely humiliating might be acceptable.

[count-gardios.livejournal.com]

Oh come on, again? I still owe you one crossdressing incident.

[dissonates]

In that case, why not double that up with that date you're planning? It can be your formal wear.

[count-gardios.livejournal.com]

Now now, that wouldn't be fair to Nami. I promised her a nice date, not a farce.